Cold as a winter no earth has ever touched;
Could freeze over every hell between birth and after death.
Life is not like the way you sleep at night;
Can't ever rest your troubled mind.
Cold as a headstone, dies deep under your flesh;
sinks into the muscle you have left.
No strength and no gain;
Can't wait till your last breath.
Hung with barbed wire around your neck,
it's all just a nightmare you can't take back.
It's all destroyed a dream you can't have back.
At night,
I only dream of death.
Cold when I'm alone,
my soul has left.